He seemed to gaze forever at the fields that spread out to the horizon in front of him. He always found the farm so comforting. It was his own place of solitude growing up. He struggled with coming into his powers during childhood and adolescence, but his parents had been such a great support to him over the years. He knew in his heart he would not be the man he was today without their loving influence.

"I thought I'd find you out here." Clark said as he walked up to his son. "I used to stand in the very same spot and try to clear my head."

Jason turned to his father and gave him a half smile. He was now eye to eye with him, though it wasn't until his teenage years that he had finally had his growth spurt.

"I'm glad we moved out here when I was ten. I can't imagine growing up anywhere else." Jason continued as he returned his gaze to the horizon.

"It was a difficult choice to make. You know how much your mom loved the paper." Clark paused at this and smiled. Jason knew that his mother's drive and ambition made her quite stubborn. "But she knew you needed a real place to learn your new strengths, and therefore put your needs first. When your grandmother died, I felt I owed it to her, and grandpa, to keep this farm alive. Mom agreed, too, and well, you know the rest."

Jason remembered how difficult it was for his father to deal with Martha's death. He had just married Lois a few months before in the beautiful cathedral on the main street in Metropolis. Martha had been their to see her son finally get a chance at the happiness he deserved, and then she passed away, almost as if she was finally confident that he would be okay without her.

The marriage ceremony occurred after Jason's tenth birthday. He had never understood why it had taken his mom and dad so long to finally admit to the world that they were in love, but as he got older, he realized that some things in life just seem to take time. He knew his parents had to be careful to protect Clark's identity, and therefore had to slowly show their relationship growing to the public after they were already completely in love to begin with. Jason could only hope he would find someone he could share a love as strong as his parents' love for each other with.

"How long will you be able to stay with us?" Clark asked after they both had stood in silence for a few minutes.

"I only flew in for the weekend. Jimmy's keeping me pretty busy at the Planet. I never realized how hard it is to start out as a Junior Reporter. I only proofread the obituaries, but Jimmy seems to treat me more like an assistant. I can't believe he got promoted from Lead Photographer to Editor in Chief last year."

"You know Perry brought him up that way. He treated him more like a son than he did Richard." Clark explained. "What the real mystery is to me is who or what convinced Perry to retire?"

Jason had to laugh at this with his father. Even though Perry had been a family friend since Jason was born, he had still given him a hard time when he had applied for a job after high school. Perry had that unique aura about him that commanded both respect and fear from anyone he met. His heart and soul went into the paper, and it was a shock to everyone when he stood aside and passed his title to Jimmy last Christmas.

"Well, he still keeps in touch with Jimmy. He calls him often to check in and see how things are running, and that is only on a good day. Sometimes he will come in and stand over Jimmy for hours. Luckily Jimmy doesn't mind." The both smiled at this, knowing full well that nothing made Jimmy more nervous than Perry's presence.

"Richard and Diana are flying in this Thanksgiving." Clark said casually as they continued to enjoy their peaceful moment.

"I haven't had a chance to speak to him recently. It will be nice to catch up with him over the holidays." Jason missed Richard lately since he had become overwhelmed at the Planet. Richard had been transferred to a highly respected Chicago paper around the time that Lois and Clark had made the decision to move out to the farm. As a family they had decided to reveal Clark's identity to Richard soon after Clark's proposal. He was a good man, and he deserved the truth. After a slightly awkward return from Europe, he had slowly become close friends with Clark, and was often invited over for dinner and other special occasions.

Richard met his wife, Diana, shortly after his move to Chicago. Jason felt she was a good match for him, and was happy to see his initial dad had finally moved on. It took Jason awhile to accept that Clark was his father, and when he finally began calling him dad, he started referring to Richard as "Uncle Richard." It was weird to say at first, but Jason was only seven when he had to finally sort out his feelings for his multiple father figures. He was glad those confusing years were long gone, and that somehow everything had worked out in the end.

Jason shifted so that he was now facing his father instead of the sunrise. He felt his suit shift and tried to alter it so that he was more comfortable. "Do you ever get used to this thing?" he asked playfully.

Clark laughed before putting an arm on his son's shoulder. "Trust me. In a couple more years, you won't even feel it."

Jason laughed slightly, too. He was still adjusting to taking up his role as Superman. His dad passed down his suit to Jason when he made the decision to move out to Metropolis. Somehow Clark had managed to keep an eye on the chaotic city from the quiet life in Smallville all these years. How he managed it, Jason felt he would never know. Protecting a city you resided in was already quite taxing for him.

As if Clark knew what he was thinking, he added "You'll get used to your identity, too. You'll realize that as long as your heart lies with the people you have silently sworn to protect, you will always be there for them."

At this, Jason hugged his father. Whenever he felt as though the world was too much to handle, he only needed to think of his father and then would be able to continue on.

"Clark! I told you to call Jason to dinner, not join him." Lois said as she marched over to them. Even though Lois was trying desperately to sound stern, Jason could see the smile creeping on to her lips. He quickly walked over and threw his arms around her. She was nearing her 50's but still had retained such a unique sense of youth in her attitude towards life. She had slowly embraced the comfort of the farm, and had transitioned almost smoothly into her role as a housewife. Almost was the key word, though. Lois refused to let go of her take charge persona and unfailing curiosity. This was one of the reasons Jason loved his mother so much. She always reminded him to stay true to himself.

Lois finally let go of Jason after a few moments in his embrace. "It's nice to see you, too." she whispered. "C'mon. There is food on the table, and it is not getting any warmer." She said this last part playfully and turned to walk back to the house.

Jason gave his father a mischievous look out of the corner of his eye. Clark instantly registered what he was thinking and gave a slight nod before they both zoomed off ahead of Lois to the table.

"I don't know what I'm going to do with the two of you!" she shouted from outside as she sprinted towards the house. Jason simply laughed with his father as they began eating.

It was good to be home.